Referencedselfharm Stories

People can be judged for the sin of gluttony when they partake in too much of any one thing. For some, it is through overabundance of food and wine while for others, it is through the hoarding of their wealth. In this case, a raven declares himself guilty of such when he realizes he's satiated his need for companionship for far too long. (Part 3 of Red-Light Dregs)

Tommy was used to the cold and running, and thievery and even to seeing fellow homeless people on the street smoking cigarettes that they somehow afforded or stole, but never did he fucking expect to see some high cocky mother fucker try and talk to him "You want a hit" "Fuck no, one, you're a stranger, two, that's mega fucking illegal, and three, we are on a goddamn public train" "Suit yourself" the man replied And Tommy can't help but think maybe riding the train tonight was a bad idea Tommy is a 14-year-old boy that dropped out of school due to lack of parents and money, hip hip hooray, and is also on the run to not be drooped off into an adoption center or be caught by the police for being a little thief boy, and then he meets some sort of drug addict on a train who is weirdly nice. Or Classic Tommy angst fic with Wilbur kidnapping a child, and Philza being okay with that, but make Wilbur a drug addict with some weird ass issues. Or Somebody needs to stop Philza from adopting kids with trauma.

lloyd's alone at night and depression just takes over. TW [also posted on ao3 with the same title]

AU where Takizawa's family is still alive out there, thinking Takizawa died that day during the anteiku raid. He pays them a visit :) "It's late. Far too late to be turning up like this, but it's not like he could have very well marched up the respectable, homely residential neighbourhood street in broad daylight. Everything about him screams ghoul, and that fact alone has his hand stilling, half-way raised to knock on the door."

Venting poems I will just fucking kill myself English is not my first language

It's getting so much harder for him to concentrate lately, his mind whispers him things that he should flinch at- he doesn't though- and everything just seems so dull. It's way more fun to drink vodka and play with matches. Something that's he's been doing a lot of lately. ~~~ Warnings: reference to previous self harm, dissociation, alcohol/drunkness & swearing.

thoughts flood foolish's head, like crashing waves in a vicious and unforgiving ocean. the thoughts aren't happy, no, they destroy him mentally and physically. they tear him apart piece by piece. waiting for him to break and shatter. // AO3: starzzx

Sad shit.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤyou said you were bad at love ㅤㅤㅤㅤno ㅤㅤㅤㅤyou were just bad, love consider there to be a trigger warning for dark themes and mental illness. if you are sensitive to this type of material read at your own discretion. all lowercase intentional. its marked as complete but i may add more as i see fit

As the ultimate fail-safe, All for One plots to send Dabi nine months back in time if the villains are to lose the final war. After time inevitably resets, motivated by his last encounter with his family, Dabi decides to defy All for One's orders. Confused and unnerved by his wavering feelings toward his family Dabi struggles to choose between his villain identity and his desire to reconnect. Or A time travel fix-it fic exploring Dabi's canon characterization and post-canon character development. POV alternating is limited to members of the Todoroki Family.

Test Tube barged though the door with a massive repair kit, looking around Mephone's cabin for Balloon, who had dialled her number 15 minutes ago. A small 'o' appeared on her mouth as she took in the sight. "Good golly.." (Aka a round of Go Fish goes wrong when the final four of III hear screaming from outside of their cabin.)